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Conscience

The rings of fire
burned ever higher
in the oh-so quiet cell
of my own private hell,
the burden of a Liar.

Geis

The chains which bind us
are words wrought stronger than steel
and twice as heavy.

Crusader

The dawn breaks upon the night
like a rolling, crimson wave
and that meager scarlet sight
gives some the courage to be brave.